Daring Dive
“I double dog dare you,”
my best friend yelled up the
ladder to the high board
We were visiting my father
and spending a hot
summer afternoon at
the local pool
in the town where he was working
She had just executed
Her very first “dive”
From the high board
Both of us were proficient
Divers from the low board
At our own city pool
But…
The high board was just
For jumping and making
The biggest possible splash
We were about 13
That summer
Maybe 12
I forget
But…
I could not let
Her do something
I had yet to do
Besides the high board
Was much lower
Than the one at home
Walking to the end
I gave the board a
Little test bounce
My friend had just
Walked to the end
And dove off
Not my plan…
I had to one up
Her with that
“double dog” dare
I could do a perfect
Swan dive from our
Low board
But…
Could never get
The height to execute
A perfect jack-knife
This board with
The perfect height
For that dive
And…
My friend could
Do neither of these dives
I looked back and down
On her at the bottom
Ladder rung and said,
“Watch this!”
Walking to the mid=point
On the board where I
Would be if diving
From my familiar low board
I took my steps,
Bounced on the end
Got my height and
In mid-air touched
My toes in the perfect
13-year-old version
of a jack-knife
opened out and entered
the water board straight
and splash less
popping out of the
water I looked at
her open mouth and
asked, “How was that?
Did I meet your dare?”
she ignored me and
ran off the end of
that board and landed
with a huge splash in
the perfect 13-year-old
Cannon ball…
Copyright © 2015 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
Today’s Poem of the Day prompt was to write a ‘dare’ poem.
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